Sadness (Poetry Collection)

By Celina L.



the winter snowstorm

whitens my bare eyelashes

a cold, endless rage



held captive by doubt

filled to the brim with worry

an endless refill


how lost one can be

lonely amongst the loud crowds

though still surrounded



can you imagine

loneliness and emptiness

like the naked trees

swaying in the piercing wind

wounded by the biting rain?